Old man He was confused. What was going on? Wasn’t it just a meal?
How did it turn into a gambling game, and even Niu Ye was dragged into it.
Old Man He looked at Jia Youcai carefully again and found that this boy did not look afraid at all, but seemed to be expecting something.
Just now, it seemed like this guy was guiding the topic the whole time. He seemed quite capable. I just don't know if he really has the ability or is just pretending to be so powerful.
When Jia Youcai heard Niu Ye calling him a fool, he went out to find someone to fight with, cursing in his heart, "You are the fool, I will get you all drunk and become fools too."
Jia Youcai glanced back at Old Man He, sat down and said, "Boss, please serve some side dishes first. If you have any steamed buns, bring some over. I'll fill my stomach first. I'll get them all drunk later. If I win money, I'll definitely give you some of my money."
Old Man He rolled his eyes, sent He Yongqiang to the back to get some steamed buns and some side dishes, and then sat down opposite Jia Youcai.
"Boy, don't be so stubborn. If you really can't do it, just run. If someone really comes later, you will lose face if you try to run away."
Jia Youcai sneered: "Okay, just wait and see. No matter what, your family has made a profit today. Let me remind you, don't bring your fake wine here to fool people.
Although, this wine diluted with water can make them knock down, but he has a bloated stomach. We should fight quickly and decisively, just a few rounds will be enough, so as not to delay anything.
The shopkeeper wouldn't think that I don't know anything about this tavern, right? Your wine is famous for being diluted with water. Even if I wanted to know, I couldn't help but know that. Even when the Japanese came, they sold fake wine. You are really good.
Let me give you an idea. From now on, this wine diluted with water can be called the light-fragrant type. You can still sell the real wine, but you can just divide it into two grades. How do you do that?
Old Man He was a little unhappy when he first heard Jia Youcai talking about his family's fake wine. But when he heard about the changed name and the method of grading the wine, his eyes lit up. It was a good idea.
Although everyone who comes to drink knows what's going on, saying this is like covering up the truth. Even if they see through it but don't say it out loud, they are still friends.
Old Man He nodded, agreeing with Jia Youcai's idea.
After He Yongqiang served the dishes, he brought three steamed buns and put them on the table. Then he stood behind Old Man He and looked at Jia Youcai with squinted eyes.
Then, under the stunned and shocked eyes of his two sons, Jia Youcai, like a starving ghost who had not eaten for three days, ate a steamed bun in two or three bites, and even picked up the side dishes with chopsticks in two or three minutes. He finished them all.
Jia Youcai, who was just serving as a base, looked at Old Man He and said, "Bring a few side dishes. They taste good, especially your pickled vegetables. Give me more. They are moderately salty and crispy. There is a sweet aftertaste after eating. Not bad, not bad."
I'll grab another steamed bun. I'm still hungry. Oh, and get me half a pound of wine. Let me rinse my mouth and warm up. I'll kill them all in a minute."
Old Man He and He Yongqiang were so nervous. This kid must be a little crazy. Can't you drink while we make the bet later?
This is like rushing to die and being eager to be reborn, for fear that the enemy will not be able to kill him.
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